Way Out In Left

Beliefs, Controls, and the Occasional Bologna Sandwich

 
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Tuesday March 9 2004. CAMBODIA.
  The more I read about Spaulding Gray, the more I realize that I should look into some of his stuff.
SWEATPANTS.

  Who is the moron who came up with the idea of sweatpants with front pockets? I don't mean those little pockets that hold two dimes and a nickel and nothing else. I'm talking about those full-on honkin' double-lined pockets. Who did this? Don't people know that when you wear them it looks like wings are sprouting out of your hips? Awful, just awful.
  And let me tell you this: I ain't leaving the house with these things on. No way.

THE NIT. LAST SONG.
  NIT doesn't stand for National Invitational Tournament; it stands for No Imposing Talent.   Fifth (And Final) Song For Sheena's Wedding: I'll let her pick. It's her wedding, after all (cue the "awws").
ROBERT PASTORELLI. BRIGHTNESS. THAT GOD GUY AGAIN.


Died today.

  My ex (who re-married last September) had a kid last week. Jeez. And I'm here looking forward to $12 bottle of wine with my dinner.
  But no, I'm not complaining whatsoever and I'm not regretting choices made. As I've said before in this space (okay, not exactly this space) I'm much happier now. Because of Beth, there's a brightness in my life now. All that drama is long past. I'm simply pointing out that news like this makes you place yourself. It's just an Assessment Prompter, that's all.
  And then God buckled.
DISMANTLING. Dueling Curses, The NIT, Constant Golfing, That God Guy Again, Last Song, Brightness, Cambodia, Dismantling, Robert Pastorelli, and Sweatpants.
  Anson Carter. Gone. Mike Grier. Gone. Sorry, but this will all be over soon and you won't have to read my moanings about the dismantling of the Washington Capitals anymore.
DUELING CURSES. CONSTANT GOLFING.
  It was The Curse of Favorite Teams versus The Curse of Local Teams. Virginia (one of my favorites) versus Maryland (one of the locals). Maybe the gods would spare me this time. "Please, take the local team down," I said to myself.
  Maryland by 9.
  Due to foreseen circumstances, Way Out In Left will not be updated until the week of March 14th. The author is taking a not-much-needed break and heading off to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina for 39 rounds of constant golfing.
     

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